Living with my PORNSTAR sisters-Chapter 13: Fucked Like A Whore ( 18+)

The tension in the house thickened like smoke you could choke on.

Raven’s moans still echoed faintly from the kitchen—raw, broken, echoing off the tiles where plates lay shattered. Leo’s father stood frozen in the doorway, hand wrapped around his own cock, stroking slowly, eyes wide and glassy. He didn’t speak. Didn’t move forward. Just watched—breath ragged, face flushed with a cocktail of shock, jealousy, and arousal—as he watched his wife getting railed by his son in every way he’d never dared.

Leo didn’t notice him.

Neither did Raven.

Leo had her bent over the dining table now—her massive tits flattened against the wood, nipples scraping with every brutal thrust. He’d switched holes again—back in her dripping pussy after stretching her ass wide—and the wet, squelch of his cock slamming home filled the room like porn turned up to eleven.

"Fuck—yes—Leo—deeper—ruin your mama’s cunt—"

Her voice cracked on every word. Drool dripped from her open mouth onto the tablecloth. Her thick ass cheeks rippled with each impact, red handprints blooming where Leo gripped her like he was afraid she’d disappear.

"You like this, don’t you?" Leo growled, voice low and dangerous, nothing like the shy boy who’d lived under this roof for months. "Getting fucked like a cheap whore ? You’re dripping all over my cock—look at that creamy mess."

He pulled out suddenly—cock glistening with her juices—and slapped it against her ass cheeks—hard, wet smacks that made her yelp.

Raven whimpered—high, needy.

"Please—don’t stop—put it back in—"

Leo leaned over her, chest to her back, lips brushing her ear.

"Beg louder. Let him hear how bad you need your step-son’s dick."

Raven’s eyes fluttered—half-lidded, lost.

"Please—Leo—fuck me—fill me—impregnate your mama—make me cum again—aaah—"

Leo slammed back in—harder than before—bottoming out so deep her whole body jolted. The table legs scraped across the floor with every thrust. Her tits dragged, nipples raw and swollen. She clawed at the wood, leaving gouges.

From the doorway, Leo’s father stroked faster—silent, mesmerized—pre-cum beading at his tip. His breathing matched their rhythm—short, desperate gasps. He looked like a man watching his life burn down and jerking off to the flames.

Leo flipped Raven onto her back—spread her legs wide—hooked them over his shoulders. The new angle let him drive even deeper. He leaned down—bit her neck—sucked a dark bruise into her skin while pounding her relentlessly.

"Look at me," he snarled. "Look at who’s fucking you now."

Raven’s brown eyes—always slutty, always hungry—locked on his.

"Leo—my boy—my filthy, perfect boy—don’t stop—don’t you dare stop—"

He reached between them—rubbed her clit in rough circles.

She shattered.

Her scream tore through the house—high, shattering—pussy clamping down like a vice, squirting hard enough to soak Leo’s abs, the table, the floor. Her body convulsed—legs shaking, toes curling—tears of overstimulation streaking her cheeks.

Leo didn’t slow.

He fucked her through it—chasing his own release—grunting like an animal.

"Gonna cum—gonna fill this tight cunt—gonna breed you"

"Do it—cum in me—mark me—make me yours—"

He roared—hips stuttering—cock pulsing violently as he unloaded deep inside her. Thick, hot ropes flooded her womb—pulse after pulse—until it overflowed, creamy white leaking out around his shaft, dripping down her ass crack onto the ruined tablecloth.

They collapsed together—panting, sweating, trembling.

For the first time, Leo glanced toward the door.

His father stood there—still stroking—face twisted in something between agony and ecstasy—cum splattered across his own hand, dripping to the floor.

Their eyes met.

No words.

Just heavy breathing. The drip of fluids. The faint creak of the abused table.

Raven lifted her head—saw him too.

She didn’t scream. Didn’t cover up.

She just smiled—slow, wicked, utterly broken and reborn in the same breath.

Then she reached down—spread her pussy lips with two fingers—let Leo’s cum ooze out in thick strands.

"See what you missed, darling?" she whispered to her soon-to-be-ex-husband. "This is what a real man does to a woman."

Leo’s father shuddered—another weak spurt landing on the hardwood.

Then he turned—silent—and walked out.

The door closed softly behind him.

Raven looked up at Leo—eyes glittering.

"Now," she purred, clenching around his still-hard cock, "where were we?"

Leo grinned—dark, dangerous, no trace of hesitation left.

He pulled out—flipped her over again—aimed at her gaping, leaking ass.

"Right here," he growled.

And slammed back in.

The night stretched on—moans, slaps, screams echoing through the empty house.

No one was coming home anytime soon.

And no one was stopping them.